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Architect Of Pain Lyrics

Artist: Exodus
Album: Force Of Habit

Let me paint you a portrait of a manwhose very name would define in times to come all things profaneBorn unto privilege child of aristocracy,so tender the young mind, yet so uncleanHis was a heart of darkness that beat within his chestBreasting life into the crimes he'd manifestImp of the perverse on a bloody path he trodsScribe of the unthinkable the marquis de sadeOutraging the laws of hate and narcissismThat to fight the incubation's but in vainNature inspires our tastes bizarreShe paints them only as they areFrom the darkest corners of the mind as realas the morning sun shall rise, just the same

He wove his written word with threads of flesh throughoutHe promised things so frightening they'll turn you inside outWhen terror's grip has set your soul is set aflameBehold the architect of painUnearthing fantasies too savage to revealTwisting your world with visions centuries concealedWas he philosopher or was he just insane?Behold the architect of pain

Each tale black as pitch dressed in the colors of hellYour dreams will fill with the sounding of the knellFeel the looming shadow of the hungry guillotineAnd you'll be blinded by the blade's fatal gleamOutraging the laws of both nature and religionSubjugation in behalf or her domainOr so he believed with all his hate and narcissismThat to fight the inclination's but in vainNature inspires our tastes bizarreShe paints them only as they areFrom the darkest corners of the mind as realas the morning sun shall rise, just the same

Nature cannot bind you, you only need to serve unto herHarming without stint or cease at the expense of whosoever may beTheir pain becomes your paradise, your lust their demise

Forced you to recognizeThe beast within, he helped you to visualizeNo desire to torment flesh and boneThe mind can cause far greater destruction aloneWhen the seed has taken rootIt grows impure, your thoughts polluteAll things please nature, she has need of our misdeedsWe serve her as we sinThe bloodier our opusThe greater her domain and her esteem for us

Outraging the laws of both nature and religionSubjugation in behalf or her domainOr so he believed with all his hate and narcissismThat to fight the inclination's but in vainNature inspires our tastes bizarreShe paints them only as they areFrom the darkest corners of the mind as realas the morning sun shall rise, just the same